Note: Last chapter! The poem used is "Holy Sonnet 10" by John Donne.
Lord of the World
He appeared. That traitor. If I had known earlier, I would have wiped him out. He had been using us. Wiseman, the Phantom simply wanted to destroy the beautiful earth. The little bastard. I stood there defiantly, exchanging glares with that fiend.
"I played you as a fool. You were nothing to me," he laughed.
Sailor Moon called him a coward. Then, all was silent as we all glared at him.
"You'll pay," Wiseman said as he disappeared. I raised an eyebrow and looked for him.
Behind me, Sailor Moon suddenly screamed. He was in the air high above her, and had just fired something at her. I lunged in front of her and pushed her out of the way. The energy hit me. Both of us fell. The pain…. It was great…
"Why? Demando? Why?" she asked me.
I strained to look up at her. Her eyes had been full of shock. Now, they were brimming with tears. "You're beautiful, Sailor Moon."
"Why???" She placed a hand on my cheek.
It felt so warm, that hand of hers. I whispered my answer. "I love you, darling. I always did. Save the earth now as I have saved you. Beauty coupled with beauty. It's beautiful." I felt tears in my eyes. They fell one by one, warm and salty.
In the air, Wiseman was impatient. "He's gone! Demando's dying! See? You cannot defeat me! Fools!"
Then, she hugged me, held my body close to hers. "So sweet, Demando. Thank you. Wiseman will not ruin the beautiful earth."
We embraced. I don't know for how long, but she ended it with a kiss. I didn't know how Tuxedo Mask was reacting, but I didn't care. All that mattered was that I had saved the one I loved and that we were together.
I felt my body go limp as I succumbed to weariness. She held on to me like a little girl's affection for her doll. "Demando…" She was sweet too, Sailor Moon… and she was my little Serenity…
Black roses falling…
All about…
Soft petals…
Of affection and beauty…
Nothing's over…
Love and lust…
It happens, I suppose
But it's the neverending life.
Black roses…
***
It is only a new beginning, a new life. I have not died. I have only fallen and been reborn once again. Serenity, she sits by me in this kingdom now. Our thrones are golden, carved with ornamental designs of roses. In a great palace, we dwell with a wonderful view of the universe.
Between us is a black rose. Our love….infinite…
…We are together. Death, you cannot do us apart. We were fated to be together forever.
Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou can overthrow,
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,
And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well
And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.